Archive for October, 1999

To The Bitter End

A good listener is not someone who has nothing to say. A good listener is a good talker with a sore throat – Katherine Whitehorn My weekends are really starting to suck. Saturday was spent with D, Benji and Laura at their house watching scary movies and hanging out, which in itself was enjoyable since […]


Friends, Romans, Countrymen, Lend me your ears – William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, III:2 It’s time to open the doors of the Happy Bastard once again. Much like Andrew and Shane, my infrequent readers who work at the Branson Division, I now have a couple of people who we all know who have discovered this page […]


Motivation is like bathing, it doesn’t last forever. That’s why we like to do it every day. – Zig Ziglar “It’s been one of those weeks” she said to me as I hurried down the hall to the exit, the long day weighing heavily on my shoulders. It really has been one of those weeks, […]

Post Trauma

Now that’s one fudged up little cracker – Chef, South Park I stuck to my guns. Hard as though it was to try to predict an air of understanding, I thought that no matter what it was best that I did what I had to do. Ever since the fiasco with Mariska’s moving out, I […]

4 Little Words

Because I am a Bastard – Ernest Hemingway, Americans in Paris I can’t believe I actually said those 4 words to D today. “We have to talk…”. It was not as dramatic as it sounds, and I should definitely refrain from divulging details here before I get a chance to speak with her, but I […]

Trips of guilt?

“I guess you have kissed a girl before.” “Not the right one…” – Three To Tango. I don’t feel like I did anything wrong, but if that is the case, why do I feel so damn guilty? Extracurricular activity. I was home late, very late. I had worked through the power failure and after dropping […]


Hey shut up! You’re not my real mom! – Chandler to Rachel, Friends. I enjoyed the movie. I always enjoy Sandra Bullock, and even though I am convinced that Nicole Kidman couldn’t act her way out of a wet paper bag her antics were assuaged by the sweet musical emotion of the world’s most beautiful […]

Why Househunting Sucks. Part II.

How much can you know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight? – Fight Club. I am not often prone to complaining, but this house thing is really trying my patience. Tribeca is nice, but not ready for another year and so we need to save, and live beneath our means to save […]


Welcome to Jeep Country! – Jeep Commercial. Tuesday I rose at 5 to get to the gym and try to get the goop out of my system, I worked fast and had to cut it a little short to get back in time for us to make it to Princess Margaret’s by 9. It took […]


I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another next morning – Izaak Walton, The Compleat Angler. Weird having a day off but being restricted to hanging around the house. D was on call from 4:30 this afternoon so after a day frolicking in the malls and having a […]